Monthly Archives: August 2009

No Hugs for the U.K. My program directors are constantly urging myself and the other Yankees to make British friends. Amazingly, I hadn’t came to the U.K. with any desire at all to make British friends. The thought didn’t even … Continue reading →

( a quick entry) I arrived in London without any sleep on the semi-red eye flight. Virgin Atlantic was really great. I commend Mr. Branson(the owner of the airline) for a bumpy ride, lazy taxi time, and superior service. Once … Continue reading →

-A letter my grandfather wrote for me Dear Deren, In a few weeks you will leave to study in a foreign land inhabited by Brits where they speak a language called British. It is reputed to be barely understandable by … Continue reading →